Han Yu

Chapter 47 Hospital

It is said that he has always lived alone.

As a university professor, he came to teach in a remote mountain village. Even though his life is poor, his smile is always warm, but it is always tainted with a little melancholy, so that the smile is slightly bitter.

Why does it become like this.

A promising teacher who can have a better future is suddenly exposed to a scandal with his student, who is still male.

So overwhelming accusations swept in, his parents trembled with anger at his sexuality, and they continued to besiege him with harsh and harsh abuse. Even if he didn't go out during that period, people would come to throw stones, look and point from others, and come to the door. The police let the relatives unscrupulously vent all the pressure they received on him.

The mother reprimanded disappointedly and angrily, "You are disgusting."

A heart is so cold to the bottom of the valley.

Even the closest parents around me don't believe my words, let alone others.

The young and handsome university teacher's face was pale and tired, but his back was straight as if nothing could make him bend down.

"I have only one lover."

He said slowly, "His name is Han Fang."

Under a lot of pressure, his parents who were not very close to him cut off contact with him, and other schools have also blacklisted his name.

When he left, all his luggage was a photo in his pocket and a ticket to a distant place.

How did it become like this.

Han Fang looked at the final ending, it was the old face of his former lover, and he died alone. In the simple and small house, he touched the old photo and closed his eyes with a smile.

All his life he seemed to have never regretted that man.

"Why...it became like this."

[The host should also know who is around him, but if it doesn't hinder him, he ignores it, but there are always times when the host can't protect him. 】

Han Fang asked back, "Can you predict the future?"

[No, when I was activated and reorganized, I just accidentally captured some fragments of people who are more impressive in your memory. 】

【If you say you can predict the future...you overestimate me】

"..."

That's right, the ones I saw just now had a beginning and no end, and I didn't know how it happened, so I quickly jumped to the end and ended the process.

It's really useless.

Feeling tired for a while, Han Fang blocked that fellow.

His consciousness slowly came to his senses, and his body gradually became conscious. He opened his eyes when he could move a little bit, and it turned out that he happened to meet a joyful and expectant face.

There was still a slight sense of trance for a while, after all, just now, the already old and tired face was under the dim light, with cherished eyes, fingers constantly rubbing the photo, and finally closed eyes with a smile.

that photo...

It seems that the two of them were photographed together before.

The old and tired face overlapped with the look of joy and anticipation, especially the look of that person whose eyes were filled with joy and the corners of his lips were raised with joy, "A Fang you..."

"let's break up."

Just looking at the look that was froze with joy.

Han Fang knew exactly what kind of person he was, he was naturally heartless and heartless, no matter how nice he was to him, it would be of no use to him, he might miss him, but this could not bind him for the rest of his life.In essence, maybe he will pretend to be good for a while, until he feels that he has paid off the good, and then he pats his ass and leaves without owe.

Han Fang's seriousness has a shelf life, and even people have a shelf life and will age after time, not to mention feelings.

Wen Yu's kindness to him was real, and so were his feelings.

Han Fang's return is also true.

But there are always times when he can't protect him.

It's better not to harm others, Han Fang would rather torment those dregs of society than to ruin the talents of the country, especially because people like him are not worth it, after all, he never thinks he is a good person.

It's better to stop the loss in time.

He didn't look at Wen Yu's appearance, but closed his eyes and thought for no reason of the old man in his dying years. Although his face was tired and old, when he looked at the person in the photo, his eyes were as gentle and smiling as before, slowly Touching is so cherished.

A bitterness welled up.

It's better to make a decisive decision now when it's not so fatal.

He heard Wen Yu's slightly trembling voice.

"Put the porridge on the table. You can drink it while it's hot. There's still more in the thermos. I'll tell my uncle that you're awake. He's been looking forward to your wake-up for a long time."

When the door was closed, Han Fang opened his eyes and sat on the bed with a slightly irritable sigh, staring at the steaming rice porridge on the table, wondering what he was thinking.

He cooked porridge every day and brought it over to feed him.

As soon as Father Han pushed open the door, he saw his much thinner son staring straight at the rice porridge on the table, raised his eyebrows to brew the joy in his heart, and walked over to pick up the rice porridge Sitting beside his son's bed, he passed the porridge over.

Han Fang was letting go of his thoughts and took it reflexively. The hot air rushed towards his face and successfully summoned him back. He looked down and saw the fragrant rice porridge exuding fragrance. He couldn't help stirring it with a spoon and found that the rice porridge was boiled It was pulpy.

"Where's Wen Yu?"

"He said he had something to do and left first, he looked a little weird." Father Han frowned, and a rare kind father said: "Is it too tasteless? Do you need to add an egg and mix it with it?"

Han Fang disturbed for a while without looking up, "I want duck eggs, Gaoyou duck eggs."

The little bastard who rubbed his nose on his face is back again.

Father Han's mouth twitched, "The doctor told you to eat lightly."

As soon as Han Fang let go, the spoon rested in the porridge, and he looked up at his father's hand pulling his cheek, "Your son will become a skeleton if you keep it light."

Father Han was distressed to find that there was indeed nothing to be ripped out, "What do you want to eat?"

Han Fang remained expressionless, "I want eggs with double yolks, the kind that can be poked right through with a chopstick."

"..." Keenly found that his son's mood seemed to be a little off, he tentatively asked, "Did you quarrel with your teacher just now?"

"……No."

"What's the noise?"

"..." Han Fang put the bowl aside and sighed, his tone was vicissitudes: "I want to break up."

Father Han raised his eyebrows: "Why do you want to break up as soon as you wake up?"

"I had a nightmare." Han Fang frowned and closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to look straight back, "Ah, I'm so scared."

"..." Father Han said slowly, "Stop talking."

Han Fang quickly switched back to the previous expressionless mode, brought the porridge back and stirred there, lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

Father Han single-handedly raised his son from a little demon king to a little overlord, how could he not know that he is depressed now, but his heart is broken by the way he is always depressed when he asks a question without saying anything.

Really boring.

So he changed the subject and said, "How did you and that little Jin family get into such a fight?"

Han Fang fiddled with the spoon for a moment, his lowered eyes were slightly cold: "What did they say?"

Father Han said casually: "It was Qiao Yu from the Qiao family who sent you here. He said that he had a quarrel with the one from the Jin family in the private room and had a conflict, so the quarrel became what it is now, but he was wrong. It's the Jin family."

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Fang, "Tell Dad, what's going on?"

Father Han didn't want to believe the nonsense that Qiao Yu from the Qiao family said, especially when he saw his son go out to make trouble and go straight to the hospital when he came back. He was so scared that he thought something happened again. He had a shadow in his heart during the trip to the hospital a year ago, and father Han felt that something might be wrong with his heart after repeating the replay.

But at that time, seeing Qiao Yu's face that was more nervous than his, although it felt weird, it felt like a weasel giving a New Year greeting to a chicken, but after all, did he hold back? .

Later, I heard that Qiao Yu didn't care about the one in the Jin family at that time, picked up his son and rushed to the hospital, but the one in the Jin family was still picked up by others and taken to the hospital.

Thinking of the tonics that Qiao Yu delivered three times a day, Father Han's expression was a little weird and he thought it best not to tell his son.

This enemy's son really felt something was wrong.

Han Fang paused holding the spoon, looking down at the rice grains spinning inside.

His father never allowed anyone to bully his son, no matter who was wrong, he would not let him suffer.

Father Han looked at his son's carelessness with the corner of his lips slightly raised, and his tone was lazy and relaxed, "It's the same as what Qiao Yu said, but Jin Jidong provoked me, and I just returned it."

He frowned slightly, "It seems a bit heavy to start."

Seeing his son's appearance, Father Han couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his head, "It's okay." He said softly, "It's just that you're fine."

Han Fang hummed, and heard his old man whispering in his ear: "You have slept for several days, and I want to tear this place down so much, now that you wake up, don't toss the porridge, drink it while it's hot, it's good for your stomach, you My stomach has always been uncomfortable..."

The hand holding the spoon tightened a little, and he replied in a hoarse voice.

After all, he stayed in the hospital for a few days. Although Han Fang emphasized that he was fine and wanted to be discharged from the hospital, he wanted to go out and wander, but this was suppressed by Father Han, and all the riots and anxiety were dismissed by him with one word. .

"If you are sick, you have to read it all at once." Father Han watched his son's ugly face being manipulated by the facial features doctor, and the other party was sweating profusely because of his stinky face and unwillingness to cooperate. Father Han smiled Comforting: "Hey, open your mouth."

Han Fang opened his mouth reluctantly, and the doctor said to Father Han with a serious face after an examination, "There is a tooth decay in my mouth."

"Is that going to be pulled?"

Han Fang immediately covered his teeth and looked at the pair of two people who were working together warily.

"...That's not necessary." Facing Han Fang's eyes that were about to burst into flames, the doctor said slowly: "Drill that part out first to see if it's inflamed."

Father Han looked at his son's staring eyes, turned his head and said to the doctor, "There should be no inflammation, otherwise my son would be screaming all day long, so should I just pull it out?"

"...No, no need, just make up."

Tooth fillings are actually quite painful.

It hurts more with anesthesia.

Father Han squinted his eyes at his son who was rolling and screaming on the bed clutching his toothache, and immediately covered the left side of his face in empathy.

In fact, his son is quite easy to deceive. As soon as he said that the tooth filling would not hurt, he went for it, but he didn't expect the result...

Father Han thinks that his credit value has probably dropped to a negative number now, tsk, what reason can he use to continue to lie to his son in the future? This is a question.

Han Fang's face was so swollen that it was unbelievable, so he stayed in the hospital for a few more days in order to facilitate the dressing change and not to lose face better, and there were many people who came to visit. was sent away.

Then Li Yu, who fell off the horse and lay on the hospital bed just a few days after being discharged from the hospital, heard that something happened to Han Fang again, so he was obliged to turn into a patient and go straight to the hospital.

Han Fang saw that I knew this person well, so he let him in.

Li Yu's first glance stayed on Han Fang's left face in disbelief, and his tone was so excited and angry that he almost stuttered: "Jin Jidong... how dare he hit you like this?"

All swollen and red.

At that time, Han Fang was still playing with the PSP sent from home with great interest. Hearing this, he didn't even glance over: "It's a tooth extraction."

Li Yu's expression was incredible, "Jin Jidong knocked out all your teeth?"

Han Fang: "I'm a little tired talking to you, you go to the side and shut your mouth to calm down."

"..."

When they were able to communicate in a friendly manner, it was Han Fang who finally breathed a sigh of relief, cleared the game and put it aside, and looked up at Li Yu, who had been neglected by him for a while, with resentful eyes.

The sunlight refracted in from the window. Under the sunlight, this person's face was always somewhat unreal, so ethereal that it was hard to touch. It always felt like a delusion. His face was slightly pale, and his fingertips were slender. Xiuchang, who seemed to be able to grasp everything casually, looked up at him, and at that moment Li Yu felt an impulse in his heart.

The urge to reach out and grab him.

However, the fact is that he looked at the childish eyebrows and eyes, and slowly smiled and asked, "How is your injury?"

Yet he was unharmed.

So Han Fang said, "It's okay."

Li Yu turned his attention to Bai Ruiyi, saying that he will be returning from abroad in a few days.

He talked so much that Han Fang could tell that he had something to say, and under the slightly raised eyebrows staring at him, Li Yu pursed his lower lip and said, "I'm sorry."

Han Fang: Uh-huh.

His throat moved up and down, feeling that his throat was a little thirsty, and said, "I shouldn't have agreed to race horses with Qiao Yu at that time, so you wouldn't..."

Who knows where Jin Jidong came out of.

Han Fang let out a sigh of disinterest, looked at Li Yu's nervous look and said impatiently: "If you bother me with such trivial matters, just don't come here."

Li Yu's heart sank back, and she couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief watching Han Fang reaching for the psp and preparing to fight for a few rounds.

His eyes are gentle.

There were thin and cold ripples on the corners of Han Fang's lips.